There was no accident this ti, and Cyril peacefully arrived at the right station.
This was a popular street with a variety of stores everywhere. Many students were frequenting this place in their free ti, owing to its proximity to the academy.
"You didn't eat anything after the lessons; co on, let's try sothing here." Rhamn was excited to be out here and pestered him to look around.
I am a bit hungry; I have ti for a quick food break, agreeing to her demands. Cyril approached one of the food stalls nearby and casually bought so snack.
"I didn't expect at on a stick to taste so good, but next ti let's go to a restaurant." She looked happy.
There was sothing she said that caught Cyril's attention. You can taste what I am eating?
"I suppose so; I can feel what you think of the food; it's an enjoyable process." At this point Cyril was not as unnerved by her reading his mind
I guess I am getting used to this; I'm not sure if it's a good thing."Of course it's good."
After finishing his al, he was ready to start moving when he heard soone calling his na nearby.
"Cyril, are you also taking a break?" It was Myra. She was dressed in casual attire. "Her again? Why is she everywhere we go?"
"Yeah, I just wanted to unwind a bit." How unlucky. "I am not here for long; we still have classes tomorrow after all." He tried to keep this conversation brief.
"That's true, but why don't we go together? It's more fun that way."
Is she interested in ? Though he wouldn't admit it. Seeing a girl trying to approach him made Cyril feel good about himself.
"Sorry, maybe so other day; I still have sothing to do." Maybe it wouldn't be so bad—we do use the sa weapon."Don't say that. There's nothing fun to be had there. Just tell her to get lost."
Hearing his words, Myra was visibly disappointed. "Oh, I understand, but it's a deal; we must co here so other day."
After saying goodbye, Cyril finally set off to find the right clinic.
Following Edmund's directions, he soon arrived at so dark alley with scarcely anyone nearby.
"Is Edmund really trustworthy? This place doesn't look that safe."Yes, it's not a good first impression.
It wasn't the cleanest place around, and being here made him think he was doing sothing shady.
At the end of the alley there was a shoddy sign on the building that said in bright red 'Happy Patient'.
It didn't help in improving Cyril's opinion of the place, but he still entered the old doors of the clinic.
The entry room consisted of a bench placed in front of the door leading to another room; in there was a middle-aged man reading so magazine with boredom.
Noticing a client coming in, he lazily raised his head. "Co in. What can I help you with?"
"I would like to have a health check-up. I've been seeing so hallucinations ever since I was caught up in that recent manarail incident." Said Cyril.
"Doesn't sound too difficult... Before we begin, can you explain further what exactly you are experiencing?" His calm deanor gave Cyril hope.
"I started seeing a person; she can talk and seems just like a real human, but no one else reacts to her in any way. She is always around ; right now she is sitting on your desk listening to with a smile on her face." With a straight face, he told his honest situation.
Hearing all that, the healer froze for a few seconds, then slowly looked at his desk and back at him. "You are not having a laugh here, right? My ti is precious..."
"It's all true, please, you have to help ." He tried to sound as earnestly as possible.
"Alright, sit down in that chair; I'll see what I can do." His face still looked a bit skeptical. Thankfully, he didn't refuse.
The whole process lasted about 15 minutes; the healer tried all sorts of spells, trying to find out what could be wrong with the patient.
In the end, he silently stood in front of his desk, contemplating sothing, and this continued for a few minutes more.
"I'll be honest, I didn't find anything wrong at all, no curse, no charm, no illness, nothing. In fact, you are the healthiest person I've ever seen. I almost want to believe you are just lying to ."
"I am telling the truth; you must believe !" Cyril was getting desperate at this point.
The healer crossed his arms and leaned on his desk. "I get it—don't worry. Here's what we'll do: I'll give you a prescription, and you'll buy this potion. Its effect is the calming of the mind, and you'll take two sips per day for a month. In the anti, I'll visit so mages I know; maybe they can tell sothing. After a month, co back here, and we'll see where to go from there."
Though not exactly happy with the arrangent, Cyril didn't complain, seeing how earnestly the man was trying to help, and agreed to the plan.
After taking the prescription and putting it in his pocket, Cyril said his goodbyes and left the building.
"That guy basically called you crazy—how dare he! Look, I'm telling you, there's nothing wrong. Don't let it get to you. That 'healer' is just so back-alley quack who doesn't know what he's talking about..."
He is a good person who really wants to help. He didn't even charge for this, I should be grateful.
The uncertainty of his condition made Cyril anxious, and Rhamn could feel that, so now she was trying to cheer him up by talking to him.
"Co on, let's not think about this—just go to the academy and have fun. Tomorrow will be our first practical lesson; aren't you excited?"
Cyril didn't mind this distraction. I am looking forward to it; it's a pity that the professor only allowed us to use a simple light spell.
"Because of safety concerns, I guess, it's still going to be fun." The whole road back, they talked about student life and other unimportant things.
...
"Good morning, Cyril." The next day began as usual with a greeting from Rhamn.
Good morning.
The current situation still worried Cyril a little, but with no solution in sight, he decided to accept things as they are for this month.
After his usual morning routine, he went for the long-awaited spell-making class.
This lesson was taking place outside the castle in a dedicated field.
The professor confidently stood before the crowd, explaining so things before the practice began.
"... and so you must be careful when gathering mana from the outside. Ultimately, it's a foreign matter you are inviting into your body, and if your spell is not sufficiently well-crafted, it can cause so undesirable consequences. I will call you one by one and you will cast your first spell using the Maze's pattern"
The students were eager to try, and their spirits were not dampened by the professor's warning; after all, they are in class I for a reason.
Soon the first student began casting the spell under the professor's watch.
He stretched out his hand forward, closed his eyes, and a circle of blue light filled with various shapes appeared on his palm.
It created a bright light that lasted for several seconds before he lost concentration and the spell broke apart. The spell was brief but successful.
"Not bad; morize how it felt and keep working hard. Next..." The professor was satisfied with this attempt.
It shouldn't be that hard, thought Cyril, standing among the group. It was not long before his na was called.
Standing in front of everyone, he calmly cast the spell without much issue, and the resulting light was stable.
Even though it was the first ti casting a spell, it went perfectly.
"Very good, you can stop. Looks like you have so talent. Next..." Cyril returned to his place, where Rhamn appeared and started congratulating him.
"That was perfect! Did you see how impressed the others were? And this is nothing to you; in the future, they will witness even more impressive stuff." Cyril felt that if she weren't so beautiful, her arrogance would be quite annoying.
"Thank you..."That wasn't a complint...
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